My Disastrous Date 
WS201- Journal Writing 1
My disastrous date
October 18th, 2014 was the day which I cannot not to embrace it in my mind. That was a Saturday, which I did not have to take my evening classes at IFL as weekday schedules. That was a very special day I wished to have in my life for these twenty years. Personally, it was supposed to be an exciting moment; however, things was not that as expected. The story was initially started by a night before it, which was in October 17th, 2014. On that night, I received a Facebook inbox from a guy, who I had been chatting to, texted to date me out to meet on the following day. I got no hesitation to refuse him since I also wondered how he was in real person beyond in social media channel. Hence, the date was confirmed. I was kind of suffering an unusual heartbeat, and I was like could not fall asleep well at that night. Tick tock, tick tock… the time was flying in a slow speed that I could not wait anymore to let it reached 5pm as soon as possible. Hours passed, I prepared myself in a gorgeous dress and preceded the dating venue a half hour to make sure I was not late for my first date as I was late for every class at school. Unluckily, the early arrival made me bored and impatient to wait my partner. I was counting my phone’s clock again to wish every minute could flied a bit faster, and it was like a ten-minute late from the appointed time that I was sit still without seeing his shadow to reach me. I was so hungry and could not wait not to order the meal. That my bad routine of posting my meal on Facebook before I had it gave myself an excuse to access the free Wi-Fi and chatted to him why he was not yet there. Then I got a sign of “Seen” via the chat without any response back. Frustrated by the chat, I was quite aggressive, and accidently on the way to restroom, I hit the café’s servant while he was serving another customer’s coffee. As a consequence, I was spilt with brown stain of coffee kissed on my beautiful dress. That
My disastrous date
October 18th, 2014 was the day which I cannot not to embrace it in my mind. That was a Saturday, which I did not have to take my evening classes at IFL as weekday schedules. That was a very special day I wished to have in my life for these twenty years. Personally, it was supposed to be an exciting moment; however, things was not that as expected. The story was initially started by a night before it, which was in October 17th, 2014. On that night, I received a Facebook inbox from a guy, who I had been chatting to, texted to date me out to meet on the following day. I got no hesitation to refuse him since I also wondered how he was in real person beyond in social media channel. Hence, the date was confirmed. I was kind of suffering an unusual heartbeat, and I was like could not fall asleep well at that night. Tick tock, tick tock… the time was flying in a slow speed that I could not wait anymore to let it reached 5pm as soon as possible. Hours passed, I prepared myself in a gorgeous dress and preceded the dating venue a half hour to make sure I was not late for my first date as I was late for every class at school. Unluckily, the early arrival made me bored and impatient to wait my partner. I was counting my phone’s clock again to wish every minute could flied a bit faster, and it was like a ten-minute late from the appointed time that I was sit still without seeing his shadow to reach me. I was so hungry and could not wait not to order the meal. That my bad routine of posting my meal on Facebook before I had it gave myself an excuse to access the free Wi-Fi and chatted to him why he was not yet there. Then I got a sign of “Seen” via the chat without any response back. Frustrated by the chat, I was quite aggressive, and accidently on the way to restroom, I hit the café’s servant while he was serving another customer’s coffee. As a consequence, I was spilt with brown stain of coffee kissed on my beautiful dress. That